Was it ever disputed that dogs are goofy? No. We have Mickey Mouse's loyal sidekick to show for that. Is it even a question that they are the biggest hypocrites on earth? Maybe not. For all they claim they're the toughest, most ferocious creatures that ever roamed the earth, we all know that they're sweet, lovable teddy bears down at heart. Except for Chihuahuas. They want to eat you. However, Bernese Mountain Dogs do not. Especially if their name happens to be Bristol.
Don't we all love the feeling of sand between our toes? Bristol sure did. Of course, she loves anything that has to do with the great outdoors. But when she neared the water-well, she wasn't so sure the beach was the greatest place. Or that the outdoors was completely flawless. Timidly she approached the water, eyeing it as though it would try to attack her if she wasn't wary. Suspicious. She sniffed it. Then-EEP! It MOVES! Quickly she raced back to me-her beloved, favorite human-and dashed between my legs. She glanced back at the water. I will conquer you. I is the fewocious wolf! She crept back to the rolling waves and inspected the sea again. When they came rolling smoothly towards her, she darted away. For the next few minutes, she loathed the ocean water-strangely enough, for she loved the creeks back home-and didn't venture anywhere near it. Finally, she summoned enough courage, coupled with plenty of encouragement from her humans, one of whom-me- had ran into the liquid of death and now called to her, to leap into the water. With all the grace-or lack thereof-of a salmon, Bristol bounced over every wave until she reached me and then bounced all the way back. After that, she and the ocean were practically best friends and Bristol Bay-true to her name-now loves the sea.
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